Severe Indecision
By Peter Scott
Every night I hide from the shame the shame of not knowing why I am ashamed they love me for who I am does it matter I do not love the word is incorrect everyday fodder for all life had to offer see I can't think straight I am incoherent while talking to my lover's friend about my brother who is the dream of my dream's life we were close now apart it bothers me for I still feel...something not shared why constantly tormented my mate is too caring makes me long to stay when I should be departing when you want a mate she can not be independent on you or the cards are shuffled in an odd assortment you never win the game only lose your happiness I am torn every which way made to believe one thing then another it hurts me destroys she kills some chance of certain happiness say goodbye I don't care this lot is all I've gotten from despair crazy I am cut the night plays games on my mind wrinkles time and space sweet only when disgraced.
